Crimson_Roots

I woke up and slept in a room I wasn't familiar with.
Why am I here?
-No, I don't even know who I am.

Eyes meet the young man who was beside me.
He says he is my childhood friend.
Of course I can't judge whether it is true.

They tell me.
I am a magician.
Being in a place called Regeton made for the purpose of magical research and promotion.